Victoria

I have to apologize for not blogging sooner... specifically to my Grandma, who seems to be my most avid reader :) Grandma, I'm so glad I can depend on you to keep me accountable to post. In my defense, however, for some reason, I'm not able to access the blogger homepage from my computer. It's really weird. I get a "Bad 400 Error" or whatever and I have to wait to blog from another machine, which is why it's been a while.

Things here, in all honesty, have become quite stressful. So much drama happened last week, it's not even funny. In a nutshell: roommate drama, family drama, boy drama, and then of course academic demands... and then trying to deal with all of this when my best friends live 100 miles from me either way. It's awesome... slash not. But it definitely makes the time I spend with them that much more important. For instance, this weekend I ditched all my responsibilities and went to St. Louis to stay with Halley for Friday night and Saturday. And despite the fact that I'm supposed to be finishing a 10-page paper this weekend, I have to say that I made the best decision I possibly could. We had dinner with her parents, which was wonderful and then went to see "The Young Victoria" together, which was quite possibly one of the most beautiful, touching movies I have ever seen. It very quickly made Katie's top 5 list and can only go up from there once I own it on DVD. Apparently Victoria had Albert's clothes laid out every day after he died at the age of 42 of typhoid for the following 40 years of her reign as a memorial to him... I can only pray I am blessed with such a relationship.

On that note, I guess I should probably mention that the boy is gone... I knew going into it that I could probably clock the entire thing to last maybe 2 weeks, which it did. Two weeks exactly. And all I have to say is: sometimes these things happen, especially when you're dealing with 20-somethings that don't really know what they want. But I was doing perfectly fine before he came along and so have been in the process of transitioning back to that peaceful state of mind.

As far as graduate school goes, there are no further developments, other than the level of Katie's anxiety, which continues to rise as I fret and fuss over the issue. It really is a waiting game. But I had a small revelation in the bathtub the other night when I realized that even though this is a big issue, in God's eyes, this question is no different than whether I should wash my hair on a given day. Yes, it will have consequences and yes, I'll have to make a decision. But to let it fester like this is silly and I should just let go of all the extra worry, wait, and see what happens. So that's what I'm trying to do. Lord knows I have enough on my plate as it is...

But for today, Halley and I have the entire day to spend together: cooking together, a trip to Victoria's Secret (it's going to be a weekend with Victoria, let's be honest), and then possibly dinner on the Hill in St. Louis. And for the moment, just being with her is enough.